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very nice
 
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Wow,
amazing pansytilly. Those are beautiful words and very well spoken. 
Words are a powerful thing. If you ever weren't sure. The comments all your wonderful Left is a perfect example. Of what kind things happen with them. 
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Tilly,
Do you remember what you did? You made me smile. Thank you for making the world we live in a better and happier place. But most of all thank you for being my friend. God Bless You! 
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Tilly, beautifully written.... and captured some feelings I would have had a difficult time putting into words. I know that I have changed since finding Mingle, and meeting many of the wonderful people on here. To you, and all of the others on here who have touched my life, thank you....
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I got the feeling you were saying goodbye...
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 good bye, (((PT)))....i'll be looking forward to your return...
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I got the feeling you were saying goodbye... good bye, (((PT)))....i'll be looking forward to your return...
Leaving??? Now I wonder who started that rumor...? 
Got jammed out for a few hours today, but I am back. And I dont think i'll be leaving voluntarily anytime soon. 
To whom it may concern, thank you very much for assisting me back on.
To whom it may concern, thank you for the "mix up". It's nice that I am constantly on your mind, and felt nicer to be missed.  
To everyone that took the time to visit, read, digest, and comment or message, thank you for the token of your time, effort and kind words.  truly, i appreciate them. I hope we can continue to correspond like this. 
Peace out! 
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Edited by
Pansytilly
on
Tue 07/14/15 04:25 AM
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Awwwww Pansy 
Hugzzzzz Its awful when one's mood goes into a jam At least you did the did the right thing and reached out to your friends :)
I guess most times we just feel like an inconsequential little speck on the planet. "To the world we are just an individual, But maybe somewhere somehow, to some individual we are their world?" "I remember :)" I remember, That feeling that you get, When your heart races And beats out of your chest In unexpected moments That take your breath away Seeing that little instance, Of what could be, "I remember" Those moments you stop To wait and to jump With excitement and mirth I remember how it feels To jump out of the bushes And shout ARGHHHHHH!!! And frighten your love Out of her skin Yet, one thing is clear The way she screamed Made me roll with laugher "I remember..." I remember how it feels To see the smile And the light in her eyes The sound of her voice Or the way she looked at me It's just a thought My mind going into overdrive Yet knowing makes no difference As everything is a desire To fulfill a yearning We find ourself the liar And say to ourself, "I shouldn't like her" I'm just trouble! "I remember..." I remember what she did Each and every action The twinkle in her eye The lilt in her voice The sway in her walk The colour of her lips The smell of her perfume The colour of her hair The sun in the sky The music that was playing Its all locked away To cherish as fond memories For ever and a day "I remember..." Now she is gone But the memories remain For ever and a day Saved for rainy days To bring back my smile "I remember..." Jaan 
oh wow Jaan  thank you for responding to this poem! and in the way that you did 
thank you so much for sharing your experience with us ! she must've been one wonderful wonderful person to have made you feel like that until now
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The Color Of My Heart - [Poem by William Lindenmuth] When the world's a little darker And I am searching for some light When I take myself from darker blue To a color warm and bright I think about the good times And a smile forms on my face To the comforting color of my heart A most enchanting place When all the walls are tumbling down And I am buried in my grief When it all looks so impossible And far beyond belief I turn back to that special place And the comfort that lies there To the color of my heart And the love that it will share When a smile is like a rainbow A bright inverted frown Lifting me up in a burning warmth Where true happiness can be found Without a rhyme or reason And beyond what words can suggest I live by the color of my heart And the feelings I know best!
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The Magic Of A Heartbeat - [Poem by William Lindenmuth] The magic of a heartbeat The beauty in a smile The excitement with every breath To be with you awhile The sweetness of your first hello The music in all you say The wonderful things we share Your loving caring way Moments that are precious Pass by us way too fast Wishing I could suspend this time To make these moments last We always do the best we can With the time that we are given To share the best of what we have Those wonderful moments for living The beauty of a love that lives within To let it out to touch it with our hands To dream it when we close our eyes The comfort of a heart that understands With hearts that beat in harmony In a melody of our love's song Knowing all that you mean to me This love forever strong With the magic of your heartbeat And the softness of your touch From the moment that our eyes did meet I would love you very much!
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SPELL-BINDING!
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"grasp" the heart of the matter is often forgotten in the midst of confusion as voices grow louder drowns out the wisdom so lovingly given by the One so illogical as to defy comprehension Yes, I do love to Buffalo others too.
silence takes over and feelings of none but the messiness of what's left when the chains come undone freedom can be awful in awesome proportions when lost in the moments of utter confusion harbors sentiments of warped expectations I know... I know... Sometimes I've got a wet fart and then I realize I've got get cleaned-up as well. 
(and how) do you make it through a minute or a week alone with thoughts strewn down and across filling each space with words and your grasp and uncanny completion of what is yet unspoken That's when You've got to open a cold beer, and think deeply of what Your going to say next.
your words not yet mine our thoughts unexpressed as moments of discovery reveals events from paths travelled or not ventured on unveils understandings of what was what is and what comes If You need to quote me... Go ahead, just don't blame me when it all goes wrong.
a welcome addition each thought now passing each word glosses over the times of laughing loudly in silence fills the moments with peace by placing matters firmly where it rightly belongs Well, I'm glade You've learned something too, but You shouldn't hold the laughter in... You might have another messy accident.
-mgsmd "PT" 04/2015 I want you to be everything that's you, deep at the center of your being. - Confucius I'm pretty certain Confucius had lots of wives... He probably told this to all the girls. 
***************************************************************************************************************************************** Seriously now, this is very nice sentiment, Pansytilly. 
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Dear friend/s, It's funny how I met you, since I wasn't really looking for you. I guess that's how life happens. I learned a little bit about you, and a lot more about myself. I never really understood what that saying, "Don't look for yourself in others, then they will not look for themselves in you" really meant until I found myself because of you. Maybe you understood this, without really thinking about it. Maybe that’s why we're friends. "Man in the Mirror" is a nice song. It simply says that a change for the better in the world has to start with a change for the better in ourselves. There is always room for improvement. Time and time again, I see people unwilling to take a hard, honest look at themselves, myself included. Sometimes, we think that our worth is what everyone else thinks we are worth. Other times, we like others to think we are worth more than what we feel about ourselves. That is fine, that is natural. I notice that the terrible things happen is when we begin to believe we are much too much more than what we actually are. It’s sad how people treat each other, just because of this inflated mis-perception of self; and sadder what we do to ourselves because of it, without even knowing it, without even batting an eyelash. I'm glad I met you. I'm glad we’re friends--as far as this kind of friendship goes. It's always a pleasure to learn and unlearn things about me, about you, about love, science, religion, politics, relationships, humor, seriousness and everything else in between and beyond. The world may be your oyster, and mine may be a clam, but I like it that we lay on the same ocean floor. Sincerely, ~PT
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I'm pretty certain Confucius had lots of wives... he only had one.
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tanya, kaust...
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Dear friend/s, It's funny how I met you, since I wasn't really looking for you. I guess that's how life happens. I learned a little bit about you, and a lot more about myself. I never really understood what that saying, "Don't look for yourself in others, then they will not look for themselves in you" really meant until I found myself because of you. Maybe you understood this, without really thinking about it. Maybe that’s why we're friends. "Man in the Mirror" is a nice song. It simply says that a change for the better in the world has to start with a change for the better in ourselves. There is always room for improvement. Time and time again, I see people unwilling to take a hard, honest look at themselves, myself included. Sometimes, we think that our worth is what everyone else thinks we are worth. Other times, we like others to think we are worth more than what we feel about ourselves. That is fine, that is natural. I notice that the terrible things happen is when we begin to believe we are much too much more than what we actually are. It’s sad how people treat each other, just because of this inflated mis-perception of self; and sadder what we do to ourselves because of it, without even knowing it, without even batting an eyelash. I'm glad I met you. I'm glad we’re friends--as far as this kind of friendship goes. It's always a pleasure to learn and unlearn things about me, about you, about love, science, religion, politics, relationships, humor, seriousness and everything else in between and beyond. The world may be your oyster, and mine may be a clam, but I like it that we lay on the same ocean floor. Sincerely, ~PT Wonderful!
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red...
take care, always
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